Wilderness: Our Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery, the largest gang of hooligans
27 Dijun Taiyi, should I kill him now?

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As more and more living beings entered the Purple Cloud Palace, they saw the tragic state of the Three Pure Ones and the Kun Peng.

At this time, they had also woken up. Although the pain all over their bodies made them feel quite uncomfortable, because the Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery did not kill them, they endured the pain in their bodies and found a seat in front of them.

At this moment, feeling the countless gazes on them from behind, whether it was the Three Pure Ones or the Kun Peng, they felt a little embarrassed.

Especially the Three Pure Ones, Laozi, Yuanshi, and Tongtian. They kept suppressing the thought of looking behind them.

No matter what, they were still famous existences in the Wilderness. At this moment, they were beaten to such a state. The feeling of humiliation almost made them want to leave this place.

However, a major event like the Sage's preaching of Dao was probably only once in a lifetime. They naturally could not let it go so easily.

Therefore, even if he was seriously injured, even if so many people were watching him.

The Three Pure Ones were also thick-skinned and did not make any moves to leave the Purple Cloud Palace.

The Kun Peng had the same attitude as the Three Pure Ones.

Even though he could feel the terrifying pain from his body even if he moved his body, he still found a seat in front of him and sat down.

He closed his eyes tightly, completely ignoring the gazes of the living beings behind him.

As more and more creatures entered, many of them could not help but look at the thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery sitting at the front.

Among them, the very eye-catching futon at the very front had already been completely occupied by them.

Other than the Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery, the other living beings did not even have a futon.

This fact shocked many living beings.

Just as many living beings were entering the Purple Cloud Palace, Wu Yuan suddenly felt something.

His gaze moved, and he turned his head to look behind him.

As his gaze focused, two figures flew into the Purple Cloud Palace.

These two figures were shining with golden light. They were two divine birds.

His aura was extremely terrifying.

Looking at these two figures, Wu Yuan seemed to have sensed something in his heart.

"Dijun, Taiyi?"

If his guess was correct, these two divine birds were most likely Emperor Jun and Taiyi.

Emperor Jun Taiyi was born from the Sun Star. In the original Untainted Land, the Demon Tribe would be established to rule the world together with the Wu Tribe.

In the end, a great war broke out between the Demon Tribe and the Wu Tribe, and the entire Untainted Land was torn apart.

Now, Emperor Jun and Taiyi, who were standing at the back, would be the biggest enemies of the entire Sorcerer Tribe in the future.

Thinking of this, Wu Yuan's expression turned cold and he could not help but clench his fists.

He really wanted to kill these two divine birds right now.

But after that, he gave up on his idea.

Even though Emperor Jun and Taiyi were no match for the Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery, they were not strong enough to defeat them.

However, the other party's vitality must have implicated the Heavenly Dao. If he rashly made a move, it would probably incur the dissatisfaction of the Heavenly Dao.

The current strength of the Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery was not a match for the Way of Heaven.

Therefore, he could only imagine it in his heart. It was not the time to deal with these two.

After entering the Zixiao Palace, Emperor Jun and Taiyi saw the Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery sitting at the front.

In the dark, they seemed to be able to sense that there seemed to be a killing intent that was formed towards the two of them.

This killing intent was bone-chilling, causing their hearts to tremble.

He didn't know why.

The two of them found a seat in the Purple Cloud Palace with uncertain expressions.

After Emperor Jun and Taiyi sat down, Wu Yuan looked away.

At this moment, more and more mighty figures had come to the Purple Cloud Palace.

No living being would miss such a major event when a Saint preached a Dao.

Almost all cultivators with the strength of a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal had passed through the endless chaos of the 33 heavens and arrived at the Purple Cloud Palace.

Although there were some cultivators in the Chaos who had not reached the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm and used the power of their own Dharma treasures to go into the Chaos, how could they surpass these Zenith Heaven Realm cultivators with their strength?

Therefore, those who could finally come to the Purple Cloud Palace were almost all mighty figures above the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm.

With the arrival of many mighty figures, the number of living beings in the Purple Cloud Palace increased.

Jieyin and Zhunti also came forward slowly. However, before they could cry, they saw Wu Yuan, one of the thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery at the front.

He was instantly terrified and did not dare to cry at all. He obediently found a place to sit down.

Obviously, Wu Yuan had left a psychological shadow on them.

Everyone was waiting for Hongjun to appear.

Although they had never seen Hongjun's appearance, with his strength as a Saint, no living being would not have expectations for his Dao lecture.

Finally, one day, the thousand years ended!

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